a kilometer further to the north
a model with shackles named River
advertises the latest trend in heavy industry
between pure soul and filthy body
I vote for pure soul
I draw a bow with arrow
I declare war against filthy body
I shout - long live progress
and my battle cry is – down with pollution
forgive me history
do not write this down
leave it to the authorities
this is innovation
in which the first fault is – call to arms
and the second fault – clean environment
about the three mountains of salvation
about the eternal life in abundance
I know the mystery of three mountains
they are paying me with gold
I thank them
they name me egoist
and a morally degenerate person
I thank them
I am locking the invisible door
of no return
at that promotion
only the saints and cursed
as a warning to the race
created by
Epicurus
Leucippus
and Democritus
only Adam and Eve
after Adam and Eve
only bows and arrows
in the middle of the universe
I am waiting for the baptism of arrows
the time has come
prepare bows and arrows
set up barricades
set up barriers
man
the time has come
draw bows to shoot arrows
at my signal
let us start the baptism of arrows
man
shoot the arrows
I am right here
among the ones who will survive
and the ones who will not
I am watching the baptism of arrows
of innocent boys
as I am singing verses about peace
accompanied with the violin
I am jumping over exhausted forests
I keep jumping over exhausted rivers
loose bows
and poisonous arrows
the Earth is again an infernal planet
eureka
let her wait
have not your massive cross-shaped rocks
turned black of shame old for centuries
why don’t you recover yourself Earth
have not human bodies
fertilized you well
gods of love and peace
destroy distributors of arrows
let your era begin
is it not distressing to you
that a human being is a target
that a human being is
the target of another human being
will reunite the children at the Square of Equality
all will shout one slogan
all will carry identical signs
down with bows and arrows
all will shout in harmony
long live love and clean air
all quiet in the western front that year
in my native country
rocks will grow again
amour vincit omnia
1. Statistics of a massive phenomena biological geographical demographical the last ones revolve around people a man is the real thing here we are this is the centre of the centre an eye around the centre of the centre all is in the eyes statistics all mysteries begin with it all solutions are in statistics
In terms of space
people as phenomenon
are extremely spread out
in terms of time
unpredictable
conceptually
undefined
attributively
elusive
numerically
they even slip to statistics
at least five percent
We can place them in groups
citizens
and the others
tenants and landlords
sycophants and spineless
natives and assimilated
strangers and the ones who lost their way
famous and inglorious
and also these and those
those and these
and those others
by colour
most of them are invisible
by inclination
bound and bandaged
and also this kind and that kind
and like this into infinity
it is not my place to judge
nor to divide them
The centre of the centre
of people
is a man
how to define the intensity of humanity
when for everyone who is at all similar
there are more alternatives
with a thought about a man
even statistics goes mad
How lucky Columbus is
because people still sail his way
and because his egg is not rotten
if statistics reach for him
the Earth won’t be round any more
and it will lack at least five percent
until that time
Columbus’s egg
remains in the domain of physics
the centre of the centre
of people is a man
and a man is
an undefined statistical fact